I Surrender (I Surrender Trilogy) By Monica James ♥ Re-Release Blitz

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I Surrender is back and better than ever! New cover, re-edited, and a new never before published scene.

SYNOPSIS

Singapore has stolen a piece of Ava Thompson.

It took one life shattering moment for her to realize her ex-boyfriend is not the man she believed him to be. Returning home to Los Angeles was never going to be easy for Ava, as her heart has been shattered to smithereens and she’s convinced it’ll never heal. Or, so she thought.

Enter Jasper White.

Unbeknown to Ava, he will change her life forever.

The attraction is instantaneous, which troubles Ava, who has sworn off men indefinitely. Yet, she is finding resisting Jasper—with his tousled bedroom hair and piercing cerulean eyes—harder than she ever imagined. That’s because Jasper knows what he wants … and he wants her.

Can Ava surrender to her feelings for the one man who compels her to love again? What happens if love isn’t enough?

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Excerpt

Our faces are inches apart and I’m still sitting submissively, too afraid to make the first move. Jasper rests his forehead against mine, inhaling softly. He slides his nose against mine, backwards and forwards, and I take a steady breath before I pass out.

“You smell like lilacs,” he whispers hoarsely, his mouth fluttering over my chin.

He unhurriedly moves to my neck, his nose gliding over my skin, inhaling my scent. I detonate as the tip of his tongue slowly sashays along my collarbone, but before I can demand more, his tongue retreats and he begins kissing my cheeks delicately. I wish in this moment I looked nicer or had on more makeup. But under his passionate gaze, I feel like a queen. His tranquil blue eyes take in my impassioned face and he rewards me with a dimpled smirk.

“You look so beautiful, looking at me with those big brown eyes,” he says, and a low moan escapes me as he passes his thumb softly along my bottom lip. I purr with desire and close my eyes involuntarily, because the scene playing out before me is too much.

“Open your eyes,” Jasper whispers. I oblige.

As I take in the man before me, I gasp at what I see. Jasper is sitting before me, inches away from my face, his eyes consumed in a blistering stare. As he slowly leans in to kiss me, I’m waiting with bated breath to feel his lips on mine.

Author Bio

Monica James spent her youth devouring the works of Anne Rice, William Shakespeare and Emily Dickinson.

When she is not writing, Monica is busy running her own business, but she always finds a balance between the two.

She enjoys writing honest, heartfelt and turbulent stories, hoping to leave an imprint on her readers, and her inspiration comes from every day life. She is an Amazon best selling author in the US, UK, Canada and Australia.

Monica James resides in Melbourne, Australia, with her wonderful family, and menagerie of animals.

She is slightly obsessed with cats, chucks and lip gloss, and secretly wishes she was a ninja on the weekends.

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Among The Echoes By Aly Martinez ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Among the Echoes

Author: Aly Martinez

Release Date: August 4, 2014

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Designer: Ashbee Book Covers

Synopsis

My name was Dr. Erica Hill. I was a victim, then a witness, and then I ceased to exist altogether.

I may still be breathing, but stripped of my identity, I have long since stopped living. I am invisible, and my life depends on my ability to stay in the shadows.

But he sees me.

Slate Andrews is the embodiment of everything I have been taught to avoid. He’s rich and famous, and one image of him with a woman would earn millions for any paparazzi lucky enough to snap it. He has vowed to protect me with his life, yet he exposes me with his every breath. I should be stronger and walk away. I should disappear. But I’m terrified he would come after me.

I’m on the run, determined not to take him down with me but absolutely unable to let him go.

My name is Riley Peterson…at least for today.

About the Author

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five- including a set of twins. Currently living in Chicago, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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Leaving Me Behind By Sigal Ehrlich ♥ Cover Reveal

Title: Leaving Me Behind

Author: Sigal Ehrlich

Expected Release Date: Autumn 2014

Cover Designer: Damon from Damonza.com

About Leaving Me Behind

Fed up with her comfortable and dull-to-boredom life, Liv takes the bravest leap, leaving it all behind. Unfortunately the crux of her issues – her entrenched, well-kept emotional guard – tags along for the ride.

With the spirit of change burning from every pore and a determined plan to break free from her self-oppressed lifestyle to enjoy life’s simplest pleasures, she moves half way across the globe to a peaceful Spanish coastal town.

With an aim to feel whole again, liberated and happy by herself, Liv begins her journey while maintaining weekly-cyber therapy sessions with her long time, questionable shrink.

As Liv finally begins to enjoy her new life and experience the varied goods the exotic country has to offer, a sudden major turn leads Liv to be swept into the most tantalizing roller coaster of her life.

A turn that leaves her questioning everything she thought was right.

Excerpt

“So how did you like our wine?” he gestures with a hint of a knowing glee at the half empty evidence on the table.

“Umm, it was good.”

He cocks an eyebrow.

“Frankly, I’m not much of a wine person. I’m more a sweet cocktail kind of gal. It was very good, but I couldn’t elaborate on the taste or anything else like you experts would…”

“I see…” he says somewhat pensive. He motions for me to take a seat at the sofa, and settles himself on the coffee table in front of me. His legs are slightly parted, almost touching mine nudged between them. He takes the bottle and deftly gets rid of the cork.

“Let’s try to do it together,” he says, his voice a degree huskier. “You need to use your scent, taste and sight to evaluate wine.” He gives me a soft, yet very suggestive look. “Sight,” he says as he brings the bottle to his mouth. His lips wrap around the narrow opening and he takes a slow sip. I swallow hard. He then inclines his head toward me, cups my neck to slightly tilt my head back and touches his mouth to mine. As I part my lips, his tongue reaches in with some of the wine and starts to stroke mine through the rich moistness. It twirls around, letting the delectable liquid reach every part of my mouth. I suck hard on his tongue, tasting the wine and my desire that grows with every erotic stroke of his.

“Taste,” he says low as he pulls back. “Keep your eyes closed, Liv. I’m going to do that again. I want you to suck on it, swirl it in your mouth, and try to think what flavors come to your mind.” And he does, and everything inside me tightens, and everything around me melts, and everything about me arouses.

“Open them, now tell me if it’s balanced,” he kisses my lips gently. “Complex.” Another kiss. “Evolved.” A more profound one.

Tastes like an orgasm? I close my eyes, lick my slightly pulsing lips, his hand trails slowly under the hem of my dress, holding my thigh. I lick my lips again.

“It tastes … warm, and rich.”

“Mmm, hmm,” his hand sprawls, making my skin burn at the spot.

“Fruity, and sexy,” I add quietly, my eyes still closed, the edge of my lips slightly curving.

“Keep going,” his other hand cups my cheek, and his thumb is touching, not touching my lips.

“It tastes like something I want again in my mouth.” My eyelids slowly lift and I look at him with everything that rages inside of me.

“Sold,” he says gruffly, with a hint of a smile. “Oh, and there’s the scent,” he adds next, nuzzling the area just below my ear. “Divine.”

About the Author

By teen age, Sigal already lived in three different continents where she was lucky enough to experience and visit varied places, meet unique people, which only helped fuel her overly developed imagination. Currently, Sigal calls Estonia home where she lives with her husband and three kids.

Not exactly sure where they will end up next…

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Icing On The Cake By Karla Doyle ♥ Release Blitz

ICING ON THE CAKE

Close to Home series—Book 2

Author: Karla Doyle

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Release Date: July 1, 2014

Book 2 of a series, but may be read as a standalone.

Happily Ever After, no cliffhanger.

About Icing on the Cake

Nia and Conn’s wedding will be fairytale perfect…if their siblings can get along.

Free-spirited, anti-establishment Sara has always been on the outside of her family’s fairytale mold. Now she’s being forced smack into the middle of it at her sister Nia’s wedding. Alongside the cocky and annoyingly sexy best man—Conn’s cop brother.

Curtis doesn’t buy in to organized romance and fairytales. But for his brother, he’ll throw on a tux and fake it for a few hours. His flak vest would have been a better choice around the maid of honor. He should have brought his handcuffs too, because somebody needs to restrain the dark-haired spitfire—and he’s just the man for the job.

One night to indulge the spark between them, then goodbye—that was the agreement. Curtis isn’t looking for a relationship and he sure doesn’t want a troublemaker for a girlfriend. The last thing Sara needs in her daily life is a cop looking over her shoulder, no matter how hot he is.
But giving in to their chemistry is much more fun than giving it up…

Excerpt

Curtis gave Sara the reprieve she obviously needed for the duration of the drive to town. Whatever her reasons, she seemed to want everybody, him included, to brand her as a bitch. Maybe she was—in part. But there was more to her than that. Had to be, for good people like Conn and Nia to hold her close in their daily lives. Then there was his gut. It told him to keep pushing, that if he dug deep enough, he’d find more than the hot woman with a giant attitude and a smart mouth. His gut had never failed him.

He shook his head while pulling into the gas station. Why the hell was he thinking—or caring—about what made Sara tick? He’d agreed to keep an eye on her, make sure she didn’t jump the rails and ruin his brother’s wedding. That job didn’t require understanding her on a deeper level. A side effect of his job, always trying to figure people out. That’s where this interest in Sara had come from. Nothing more than that.

He hadn’t even turned the ignition off before Sara removed her seat belt.

“I’ll pump it,”she said, going for the door handle.

He caught her arm and pulled her toward him. “Save your pumping for later.”

She rolled her eyes, though clearly for effect. Her smile gave her away, whether she’d intended it to or not. “It’s my car. I can pump my own gas.”

“Not while I’m around.”He hopped out, grabbed the doorframe and leaned back into the vehicle. “Unless you’re wearing short-shorts, high heels and a bikini top. Then I’m going to insist that you pump the gas. While I supervise, of course.”

“Oh my god, dude. Clichémuch?”

“There’s a reason clichés exist, babe. They work.”He winked and left her smiling and laughing in the front seat. That’s how he wanted her. Well, one of the ways.

He filled her Trans Am’s tank until it couldn’t hold one more drop, hung the nozzle on the pump and returned to the driver’s seat. “What?”he asked when Sara scowled across at him.

“Did you fill it?”

“Yeah.”He clicked his seat belt into place.

“You should have asked my permission before you did that.”

He leaned over the center console, invading her personal space and not giving a fuck. “I don’t ask permission. When you’re with me, you’re going to get filled up.”

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About Karla Doyle

Karla grew up in a small town on the shore of Lake Erie. She trained and worked in the fashion industry, designing and making everything from swimwear to dog collars for most of her adult life. Karla has since traded her needle and thread for a word processor, and now spends her time writing sexy romances. When she’s not writing, she loves spending time with family, friends and her pets, as well as reading and hitting the gym.

Who Wants To Marry A Doctor By Abigial Sharpe ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Who Wants To Marry A Doctor?

Author: Abigail Sharpe

Release date: July 1st, 2014

About Who Wants To Marry A Doctor

The Doctor Is In . . .

As a single mom and pediatrician, Sabrina Bankhead doesn’t have time for romance. All that changes when she reluctantly agrees to take part in a dating show fundraiser for a children’s hospital. But once she sets eyes on the journalist hired to cover the show, none of the four contestants stand a chance. If she doesn’t choose one of the eligible bachelors, the hospital doesn’t raise a cent. What’s a lovestruck doc to do?

Investigative journalist Quinn Donnelly is on the mend after an assignment in Afghanistan left him both physically and emotionally scarred. Though he’s itching to return overseas and finish his story, he’ll have to be content with this fluff piece assignment to cover a local dating show. One-night stands are Quinn’s forte-but after he meets Sabrina, he’s ready to say yes for the long haul. After years of chasing the next big story, Quinn is starting to wonder if maybe home really can be where the heart is . . .

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Excerpt

Shy Ann’s was next in Quinn’s quest to find Sabrina. He opened the door and surveyed the patrons. Sure enough, she sat by the bar, the top of her lovely head barely visible among the crowd. No one sat next to her

She swiveled in her chair as if an unknown force made her turn around. After a brief second of eye contact, she slowly and deliberately turned away from the door.

A surge of energy passed through him and he marched up to the other side of the bar, away from Sabrina and near the bell that hung over the counter. “Melora!”

The other woman turned at the sound of her name but frowned when she saw who called it. She poured him a Guinness and slammed it down on the counter. “Drink this and go.”

“Melora, I have a problem!”

Instead of ringing the bell and getting the attention of everyone at the bar, Melora turned away and got another drink order. Quinn steeled himself with determination and rang the bell himself. “Hey, Dr. Bankhead! I have a problem!”

The crowd quieted down and every pair of eyes focused on him. Murmured conversations carried through the restaurant, but he held Melora’s gaze. Her angry gaze, with eyes narrowed and lips pursed together. To keep from yelling what she really wanted, Quinn was sure.

“Quinn has a problem!” she shouted through gritted teeth. He didn’t care.

“The doctor is in!” roared the crowd.

“What’s your problem? Asshole.” She said the last part quietly enough that only those around the bell heard.

He took a deep breath. This was it. His one chance. “I’m involved with the smartest, prettiest, funniest woman on the planet. Only something happened and now she thinks I’m the biggest jerk to ever walk the hallowed streets of Harbin.”

“Then I’d say you should cut your losses and get the hell out of our town.”

“I’m not finished. The thing that happened. It was completely independent of anything I did. Only she won’t let me close enough to explain.”

Melora tapped her finger on the bar and shot a look over at her sister. Sabrina shook her head.

“If this woman is as smart as you say she is, then you’re out of luck. The doctor has spoken!”

The crowd cheered in approval, but Quinn wasn’t done. He flipped a nickel in the jar that read Psychiatric Help, 5¢, and rang the bell again. When Melora didn’t turn around, he kept ringing.

“What now?”

The crowd quieted again. Quinn ignored Melora and turned to Sabrina. “I can’t leave it like this.”

Sabrina hopped off her stool and came to his side of the bar amid the hushed whispers of the other patrons. Her lips fixed in a small half-smile and ran her fingers lightly down his chest. Her eyes told him this was not an act of forgiveness but he braced himself for whatever she wanted to dish out. He deserved it.

“Quinn, I believe I act for all womankind when I do this.” She lifted his glass of beer and poured the drink on his head, then shook the remnants out.

The cool shock of the drink was nothing like the ice that replaced the fire in his belly. The crowd quieted down while beer poured down his hair and cheeks and wet his shirt and jeans, eventually dripping to his feet.

“Okay, then.” He held his voice low and smooth. Another bartender tossed him a towel, and he wiped his face, then folded the material neatly and handed it back, his desire tightly reined and shoved into the deep recesses of his soul. “The doctors have spoken!”

The patrons roared and he put a twenty dollar bill in the jar. He left without looking back at the woman who had almost changed his life.

About Abigail Sharpe

Abigail is a Boston-bred Yankee now eating grits and saying “y’all” in North Central Florida. She dreamed more of being a stage actress or joining the CIA than being an author. While she still enjoys participating in community theater productions and singing karaoke, the secret-agent career was replaced by hours at her computer, writing stories of love and laughter and happily ever after.

Abigail lives with her husband, two kids, and one crazy princess puppy. She is part of a kitchen blog with friends – chickletsinthekitchen.com – and you can keep up with her on Goodreads or at her website – abigailsharpe.com.

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Corrupted By Alice Taylor & Natalie Townson ♥ Cover Reveal

Synopsis

I am going to marry a monster.

He is my everything.

He manipulates people for fun. He takes over their lives, consuming them. He dominates and crushes, ruling them, claiming their souls. No one can survive the games of Damon Hunt.

Before now. Before me.

I am Ella Knight. I am corrupted. My sister was a victim of Damon’s games. It’s my turn to play now.

Damon Hunt has been my sole focus, my everything for three years, since my sister’s death. I’ll manipulate him. I’ll take over his life, consuming and crushing him. I am going to take away his soul. Damon Hunt will not survive my games. I will win.

I hope.

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PROLOGUE

February 12th 2014

I look down at Cory and feel
nothing; no joy at breaking him, no happiness at succeeding, and certainly no
sadness over lost love. I don’t really remember feelings nowadays. Love isn’t
real. It hurts people. It’s a word used too often without meaning. I have no
time for love. I am empty. A single vessel floating around a universe of
nothing. I have no reason to feel anymore. No real reason.

The weeping man before me
brings no emotions out in me. They never do, they’re just collateral damage.
They’re all the same – easy to please, easy to hurt, full of broken promises.
The world would be better off without men in it.

I didn’t need to ruin Cory.
I was ready when I left Scott. Cory just happened to catch my eye at the right
time. Or wrong time, depending on how you look at it. I want to laugh at his
pathetic display of weakness. Crying over a break up? Disgusting. Love sucks,
get over it already!

“You’re weak. Nothing but a
pathetic piece of shit.” I snarl.

“I don’t understand. Why?
What’s changed since this morning?” his eyes plead with me. This is the part I
like. Seeing how far I can push them. “Baby, I love you.”

“You think you love me after
three months?” I laugh and shake my head. “You were easy.”

“I do. You know I do. You
feel the same, you said you loved me. Why did you fuck him?” I can see the
doubt set in as he looks up at me. I smile. Stupid man.

“I’ve never loved you. It
was all a game. You were a game.” He sucks in a shocked gasp. “I saw you the
night before in the bar. You’d cheated on your girlfriend, but you were still
trying to make her feel bad for your actions. After you got caught. Like it was
her fault your dick slipped into the redhead. I had to have you then.”

I walk to him and crouch
down so we’re eye level. “It took one flash of leg to get your attention. One
smile to get a drink. Three days for you to say you were sorry for the first
time. By day eight you told me you loved me.” I tilt my head to the side to
look at the poor excuse of a man I’ve been shacked up with for the past three
months.

“Why are you doing this?” he
cries as his head drops forward, shoulders hutched over in defeat.

“Because I can.” I snap.
“You tried to manipulate a vulnerable woman. You used love to hurt her. I
couldn’t let you get away with that, you needed to feel the pain you caused
your ex.”

“So this has all been
revenge for Carol?” Cory asks in an incredulous voice.

“No. I’ve never spoken to
Carol before. This was about more than just your ex, Cory. It was about the man
you are. What you represent. I knew on day five that you would be the easiest.
A few words in your ear and you believed my words over a fourteen year
friendship. Never put hoes before bros, it’s a known fact. That friendship took
twelve days to break. Twelve days as opposed to fourteen years?” I laugh at his
stupidity, shaking my head. “Pathetic.”

“Tony didn’t?”

“Tony certainly did. Just
not the way I told you.” I’m ready to leave. I stand and move to collect my bag
from the kitchen table. “I never needed anything from you. I don’t need
anything from anyone. All that money you’ve
given me, I didn’t need any of it. I just needed to see how hard you would try
to keep me.”

“Why?” realisation is
finally sinking in. He sounds broken.

“Why? Why? Because I lost
everything. All because of a man like you.” I shout at him before calming my
voice. “Your dad never touched me, you know?” a sob tears from his throat, raw
pain. “Sure, he grabbed my arm and made those marks but only after I told him I
was using you. Good thing mummy dearest believed him.”

“You bitch.” he cries,
looking torn up. Yes, he’s too broken to even stand up to me. I walk to stand
in front of him.

“I am a bitch. I don’t feel.
I don’t love. I hate. I only hate. I hate you.” I grab a hand full of his brown
hair, squeezing it into a fist then pulling his head back so he’s looking at
me. “I would say it’s been fun but you’re the same as the rest of them. A
lying, cheating, lousy lay. Have fun trying to build bridges.” I push away from
him, stride to the door, and exit, leaving it to slam behind me.

I smile as the cold,
February air stings my face. The winter sun is shining bright. It’s deceiving.
Like me, beauty surrounded by nothing but bitterness. It takes nothing but a
smile to lure men in.

I use them.

I manipulate them.

I break them.

That’s the best part,
leaving them broken with nothing and no one left. I had everything taken away
from me because of one man. The Demon.

Damon Hunt.

Damon is a hunter. He preys
on innocent women. He breaks them, tears them apart until they have nothing
more left to give.

It’s time for the hunter to
be hunted.

Author Bio’s

Alicia
Taylor is 28, lives in Derbyshire in the UK with her husband and two
step-daughters.

Corrupted
is her debut novel which she cowrites with Natalie Townson. This is book one in
the Manipulation Trilogy.

Her
love of reading led to blogging which led to this – dipping her toes in the
indie author pool.

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Natalie
Townson is 31, a mother of one beautiful little boy and lives in Gloucester in
the UK with her Husband.

Corrupted
is her debut novel that is a book one of the manipulation trilogy, that she co
writes with Alicia Taylor. She is currently working on book two of the series
which is nearly complete.

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Rhett By J.S. Cooper ♥ Win A Copy!!!

New Standalone novel from New York Times Bestselling Author J. S. Cooper

I’m Rhett.

I’m cocky because I can be. I’ve got it all: the looks, the money, the endurance. I’m the guy that every girl wants to be with, yet none of them have ever been able to tie me down.

I don’t do love. I don’t do relationships. And I sure as hell will never do marriage.

I’m all about the fast life and everything that entails. There’s a different woman in my bed every week. My friends are jealous of me. My enemies envy me. Everyone wants my life. And everything in my life is absolutely perfect. At least, that’s what everyone thinks.

Everything changed the day, Clementine O’Hara told me she was moving away. She’s my best friend. She was my first kiss in grade school. We share everything with each other. She’s the only girl I haven’t tried anything with because she’s off-limits to me and my friends. Only, suddenly I’m seeing her in a different light.

I’m Rhett and I don’t let anything get me down. Then one night changed everything and everything I thought I knew was called into question. All of a sudden, being Rhett didn’t mean so much anymore. All of a sudden my friendship with Clementine was in jeopardy and I wasn’t sure what I was going to do.

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Electric by Emilia Winters ♥ 5 Star Review

Title : Electric (The Bay Boys) Book # 1

Author : Emilia Winters

Release Date : June 1, 2014

Genre : Contemporary Romance

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WOW!!!!!

I loved every minute of this book. I did not want to put this one down. Your heart is going to be ripped out of your chest with this book. You’re going to love and hate Luke all at the same time. His past plays a big part of who he is and what makes him chose the paths he does. Kate the one that refuse to let anyone in for fear of getting her heart ripped out. The batter that goes back and forth between the two just makes the book even better.

You will not regret picking this book up!!!

He made her feel electric. Like volts of energy fizzled through her veins, racing, constantly stimulating. It was intoxicating and thrilling. And for the first time in her life, she felt truly alive.

Luke Branford.

Notorious womanizer.

Shameless flirt.

Heir to his family’s multi-million dollar business.

His motto? No love, no relationships. Just pure, carnal sex…no strings-attached.

When prim and efficient Kate Kennedy is hired on as Luke’s temporary assistant, her no-nonsense attitude and blatant dismissal of his advances sparks a challenge he simply can’t resist. But Luke has demons of his own and a tragedy that happened years ago continues to haunt him. Once lines are crossed and rules are broken, will past secrets keep them apart…or bind them closer together?

Note: Intended for mature audiences over 18+. This is a STANDALONE novel and can be read on its own even though it’s part of a series. No cliffhanger!

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Becoming A Jett Girl By Meghan Quinn ♥ Release Blitz

Title: Becoming A Jett Girl

Author: Meghan Quinn

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: July 1st, 2014

About Becoming A Jett Girl

How did I start the Lafayette Club?

Well, I’m in the business of saving tarnished souls. I hand pick girls from the street who have no options left in life and give them an opportunity they can’t possibly refuse.

They come to work in the Lafayette Club which is full of EXQUISITE DEBAUCHERY, where influential men come to conduct business and lap dances are considered a fine art.

The girls are trained, they are morphed, they are educated, they follow the rules of the club and they know to submit to me. They live by my motto, no relationships, no love, just sex.

They are never touched, only by me, they are never completely naked, only with me, and their personas are entirely anonymous. The only person who knows who they truly are, is me, Jett Colby.

If these girls were ever seen on the streets of New Orleans, you would never know they were a Jett Girl.

Excerpt

“Work Bitch”

Goldie

“Where the fuck are my titty tassels?” Lyla announced, as she dug through her locker.

She was always losing her tassels. To be honest, I didn’t know why she used them to begin with; they were more eighties porn than New Orleans strip club, but she swore they drove the men crazy. I wouldn’t know, since I was always stuck on drink duty, but that wasn’t my choice.

“Seriously, Goldie, have you seen my tassels? I’m on in five,” Lyla pleaded.

“I haven’t. Maybe you should try something other than mini curtains hanging off your tits, huh?

Maybe wear…oh, what do they call it…a bra?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Lyla asked, as she shimmied her naked tits in my face and I tried to smack her jugs away.

There was a reason why Lyla, my roommate, was center stage at Kitten’s Castle every night. She was drop-dead gorgeous. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t get a little lady wood every time she was up on stage. She was one of those mixed breeds who lucked out by having parents with perfect genes. Her skin was a deep brown color, her eyes were light green, and her hair was pitch black. Exotic could be a word to describe her, but I would also say fuck-me-in-the-ass beautiful. Yeah, that pretty much described her.

Lyla gave up on the search for her tassels and threw on a white cropped T-shirt over her naked breasts.

“I’ll just do my wet T-shirt routine tonight. There’s a bachelor party out there that has a lot of money to spend,” she said, while wiggling her eyebrows.

“When is there not a bachelor party out there?” I responded. “It’s New Orleans for fuck’s sake and we work at one of the most premier spots for men to get away with murder when they’re away from their own personal finger huts. You know, since the lighting is pretty much non-existent in here.”

Lyla crinkled her nose at my statement. “Hey, I like the fact that the lights aren’t very bright in here. I’d rather not have a spotlight shining up my Britney while I’m dancing on stage.”

“Easy for you to say; you’re not the one delivering drinks in the dark. I swear, Marv is trying to kill me out there.” I slammed my hand on the vanity and said, “And when the hell am I going to get my chance on stage?”

“Down girl. You get paid well.”

“Yeah, but I get groped every time a pass a hairy and horny man and, as we know, that’s pretty much every guy in this dump.”

“You got to work it, bitch, if you want to get the hell out of here, so stop complaining and put your garter belt on. We have some willing customers out there with some fat wallets.”

I huffed and waved Lyla off as she raced out to the stage to get ready for her act.

I looked into the mirror and studied the reflection that looked back at me. Ugh, I hated that my life had become an uphill climb of trying to pay off bills and debt that were, unfortunately, not even mine, but that of my dead parents. Every day, I have to practically sell my soul to skeezy men just to make sure I don’t go hungry and I can pay off the stack of bills that are piling up on my counter.

I’ve spent the last nine years of my life trying to climb back from the hole that Hurricane Katrina put in it and it hasn’t been easy, especially since I have no degree and no job experience

That’s why I’m currently sitting in front of a rusty old vanity with piss poor lighting, outlining my azure colored eyes with cheap-as-fuck eyeliner and praying that only one man tries to stick his thumb in my ass tonight. It was a common occurrence amongst the pervs.

About Meghan Quinn

When I was in high school I occasionally read books but was consumed by other teenage things so I didn’t take the time to appreciate a good book on a cloudy day, wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, besides “The Notebook” I made time to read the heartbreaking novel.

It wasn’t until I received a Kindle for Christmas one year that my world completely flipped upside down. When looking for books, I came across the Contemporary Romance genre and was sold and I haven’t turned back since.

You can either find my head buried in my Kindle, listening to inspiring heart ripping music or typing away on the computer twisting and turning the lives of my characters while driving my readers crazy with anticipation.

I am currently residing in beautiful Colorado Springs where the sun is always shining and there is a trail waiting to be hiked on every corner. I share a lovely and warm home with the love of my life and my five, four-legged children.

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